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SONG OF THE FIRST MOTHER

>From the Limitless Void........ the Womb of the Great

Mother,

From She whom All That Is came forth,

Came Forth the First Sound of All Creation,

Came forth the Ain Soph,

The First Word,

The First Word that was the

Beginning.......

 

...........Of All Creation.

 

The First Sound of Infinite Estactic Bliss

Searing through the great Void

In sizzling, dazzling brilliance.....

Electifying the Emptiness with....

 

......The First Thunder

Rippling, reverberating in endless permutations,

The Primordial Sound resounding with the patterns

........

 

.........of All Creation

 

Bringing forth the Vast Array of every colour, hue and

tone,

Ever, ever rippling on ........through all

Eternities,

........through

endless Creations,

........through

endless symphonies

of

harmonics and disharmonics.........

......... Interplaying in Great The Dance of the

Aeons

Each dreaming a million

dreams.....

Within each dream a

million realities........

Ah, Ah.....

 

Within All Creation is Her Ain Soph.........

Within All Creation is Her Song.........

 

Indeed, We Are Her Song expressing.....

..

All That Is.......

............The Song of the

First Mother.

 

 

( offerings by Sharon Alder, Pistis Sophia/Soaring

Eagle)

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[Earth_Energies_and_Sacred_Places] Re: Please Hurry Mother .. Song Of

The First Mother ...

 

William forwarded:

 

 

In this fateful hour,

I call upon all Heaven with it's power,

 

And the sun with all it's brightness,

and the snow with all its whiteness,

 

And the fire with all its strength it hath,

And the lightning with all its rapid warmth,

 

And the winds with their swiftness along the path,

And the sea with its deepness

 

And the rocks with all its steepness

And the earth with all its starkness

 

Allthese I place

By Heaven's Almighty help and grace,

Between myself and the powers of darkness.

 

 

I don't know who, where, when, but I do now have a feeling why

it was written.

 

 

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This is an invocation from a series of children's books (rather like The Lion,

the Witch, and the Wardrobe) written by a remarkable woman author, whose

name I don't remember, nor can I recall the name of the book! But it involves

quantum physics,a "tesseract", "wormholes"and a young girl, and her father, who

is trapped in the tesseract, I believe, and she has to free him. I haven't

called it to mind in YEARS! If I can remember it I will send it along

immediately. maybe someone remembers it...her brother or son in a later book

hooks up with a Kerub (an Elemental Angel)

 

Lilith M.

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> a remarkable woman author, whose

>name I don't remember, nor can I recall the name of the book!

 

Madeleine L'Engle, A Wrinkle in Time. One of the most wonderful

mind-stretching books of my youth. Has a marked

anti-communist/totalitarian subtext, which I was just thinking about

recently, for its warped take on Spanda. Shown as an evil pulsing

vibration that controls everything in a demonic way, that the

characters struggle against. But it's not the true Spanda, because

what defeats it is love.

> But it involves quantum physics,a "tesseract", "wormholes"and a

>young girl, and her father, who is trapped in the tesseract, I

>believe, and she has to free him. I haven't called it to mind in

>YEARS! If I can remember it I will send it along

>immediately. maybe someone remembers it...her brother or son in a

>later book hooks up with a Kerub (an Elemental Angel)

>

>Lilith M.

 

--

Max Dashu

Suppressed Histories Archives

Global Women's History

http://www.suppressedhistories.net

 

 

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It seems to draw on the oldest Irish chants, as in the Lorica of

Patrick or the Carmina Gadelica.

>In this fateful hour,

>I call upon all Heaven with it's power,

>

>And the sun with all it's brightness,

>and the snow with all its whiteness,

>

>And the fire with all its strength it hath,

>And the lightning with all its rapid warmth,

>

>And the winds with their swiftness along the path,

>And the sea with its deepness

>

>And the rocks with all its steepness

>And the earth with all its starkness

>

>Allthese I place

>By Heaven's Almighty help and grace,

>Between myself and the powers of darkness.

>

>

>I don't know who, where, when, but I do now have a feeling why

>it was written.

 

--

Max Dashu

Suppressed Histories Archives

Global Women's History

http://www.suppressedhistories.net

 

 

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